Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 1178 - 572:

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Chapter 1178: Chapter 572:

Brother Fei spoke with spit flying everywhere, and the surrounding listeners looked on with yearning.

It seemed they could already envision a glorious future, following a major organization like the East City Association, enjoying good food and drink.

In recent days, the Jiangbei roads, quiet for over half a year, have erupted again like a storm.

The East City Association and the Flying Crane Gang have waged full-scale war, affecting countless smaller gangs attached to them.

The room full of wounded people before them is a direct product of this martial clash.

Interestingly, among these people, one moment they might have been fighting to the death in the alleys,

But now they can coexist in the same room, at most exchanging insults, with no one daring to make a move.

Just because after the East City Association achieved a complete victory, Chairman Shen promptly issued a statement.

Whoever dares to cause trouble in Jiangbei Old City District, especially around Old Factory Street, will have their limbs broken.

No one dares to doubt the weight of these words.

You should know, the Flying Crane Gang is the fiercest new gang on the East Capital roads after the Red Tiger Gang.

Now the East City Association has defeated them in a single stroke, becoming the focus of attention.

Who would have the audacity and folly to challenge this?

Brother Fei was speaking so much his mouth was dry, preparing to boast a few more tales of his brave deeds during the gang clash.

Suddenly, he felt his dislocated shoulder being steadily supported by steady hands,

Hot, strong hands that began to slowly knead along his shoulder joint.

He spoke eagerly, but his train of thought was again interrupted, leading to a bit of impatient grumbling:

"Hey, don’t touch, I’m about to say something important..."

Before he finished speaking, Brother Fei felt that the force on his shoulder suddenly deepened, a sharp, penetrating tingle instantly assaulted him.

"Ouch—"

Brother Fei let out a wail, turning back to face the expressionless face of Fang Cheng.

"Brother Cheng! Take it easy, can you? It hurts, hurts, hurts..."

"Don’t move. If the bone sets incorrectly, this shop isn’t responsible."

Fang Cheng said calmly,

Brother Fei froze instantly, not even daring to breathe heavily.

Fang Cheng’s gaze focused slightly, fingers precisely gripping the misplaced joint, a slight exertion of his wrist.

Accompanied by a crisp "crack," the bone nested like a mortise and tenon, fitting tightly back into place.

"Done."

As Fang Cheng finished speaking, he casually withdrew his hand.

"Eh?"

Brother Fei cautiously moved his shoulder, finding it surprisingly good as new, and immediately his face lit up:

"Brother Cheng, your skill is truly amazing! My shoulder feels even better than before."

"You aren’t just Hua Tuo reborn; you’re an immortal descended to aid us mere mortals!"

"I’ve never admired anyone in this life, only your divine hands!"

Compliments, like a river of endless water, flowed out one after another.

Brother Fei clearly knew that this elder valued praise for his medical skills above all else.

Fang Cheng accepted the flattery with a calm demeanor.

Meanwhile, a line of information silently emerged before him.

[Bone Setting Experience +3]

Fang Cheng’s thoughts stirred slightly.

The experience wasn’t much, but a little is better than nothing.

These medical skills aren’t like boxing practice, where you can hide and practice quietly.

They’re akin to those mad scientists doing human experiment projects.

It requires numerous "victims," oh no, "patients" to provide practice opportunities.

A few days ago, Fang Cheng was complaining to Uncle Lin about the shop’s lack of business.

Unexpectedly, the clash between the East City Association and the Flying Crane Gang affected Jiangbei Old City District.

Because Lin Fusheng’s Clinic is well-known on the roads.

Whenever the local punks get hurt, they all run to Uncle Lin’s place.

The two major gangs have directly delivered such a big "experience package" to him.

Truly, warmth exists everywhere in the Martial World, with true feelings among people.

Although he was busy to the point he couldn’t even spare a drink of water, he gained a wave of experience, making it worthwhile.

Fang Cheng’s gaze flickered, looking at the skill interface.

[Bone Setting lv1 (82/250)]

[Acupoint Stimulation lv0 (49/100)]

[Tui Na lv0 (75/100)]

Seeing the progress bars on the panel, Fang Cheng nodded slightly with satisfaction.

These three skills, idle for a long time, had increased significantly today.

Once these skills are upgraded, they can all be integrated into the Qi Gong Skill.

Not only speeding up the advancement of the Qi Gong realm but also enhancing the "Mixed Element True Domain" domain ability further...

"Ah—help—"

As Fang Cheng was daydreaming, a scream more miserable than Brother Fei’s earlier echoed from the massage room inside, like the wail of a slaughtered pig.

The hall instantly quieted, everyone looking toward the inside room.

Master Lin lifted his head, shaking it helplessly, as if accustomed to such sights.

"What’s wrong?"

Wen Huixi quickly put down her work and rushed into the massage room.

Fang Cheng also felt curious and followed her inside.

Inside the room, on the massage bed, a thug was lying there with a sullen face.

And another man, as big as a bear, had bare fists the size of sandpots, "massaging" the thug’s back.

The strong man had a ferocious dragon tattoo across his shoulders, looking like a fierce character, none other than Ma Donghe.

"Brother Donghe, what are you...?"

Wen Huixi looked at the comical yet terrifying scene, feeling a mix of amusement and helplessness.

"It’s nothing,"

Ma Donghe quickly waved his hand, explaining with a simple smile:

"I’m just helping him activate blood flow, clear blockages. His back was stuck, so it needs a bit of force to clear."

The thug on the bed heard this, about to cry yet afraid to retort, could only look at everyone with pleading eyes.

"Let me do it."

Fang Cheng couldn’t bear to watch anymore.